1Q84, by Haruki Murakami. I’m about a third of the way through this one… So far it’s a little like a Japanese version of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo in that I’m pretty sure it’s some a guy writing about his ideal girl who has an (I’m just going to go ahead and say it) unconventional thing for older, heavyset, balding, writer dudes. Unlike The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, this book is actually readable. I might even be enjoying it.